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beauty, butterfly, sad love,
Her magic is drawn
from an ocean's
slain by her trembling perfection
you grab hold of her
to save yourself
and you do not mean her any harm
you just want to feel what azure feels like
to experience the depths of cerulean
but her cobalt dust
rubs off all over you
indelibly indigo stained
as the beauty you wished to possess
at your feet
July 13th, 2018
Connie Marcum Wong
life, lost love, love,
Your love touched me. . .
As a butterfly softly alights on a flower.
I didn't notice until you flew away.
*Note: This poem is about not realizing you love someone until it is too late.
Down in the valley
the yellow butterfly floats
in a field of white daisies
capturing a moment in time
Perched up high on the hillside
sitting on a blanket
my best girl and me
arm in arm
watching life roll on by
Gaze into those caramelized eyes
Looking deep into her loving soul
her sweet killer smile
grinning back at me
Chasing her down the hill
Rolling together in the field
Soft butterfly kisses
Walking hand in hand
with a bouquet of daisies
kiss, love, sweet,
Like butterfly wings so fragile and soft 'neath my fingertips.
So featherlike are his kisses upon my waiting ruby lips.
The playful flutter of his fingers that dance upon my skin.
Such sweet pleasures it brings like a sensuous forbidden sin.
His loving embrace so tender like the wings of a beautiful butterfly.
His words soft and heartfelt their beauty brings a tear to my eye.
Hints of lilac filtered through the garden
a pretty butterfly just sat at rest
me lost in amazement
soft rays of sunshine clinging to my chest
The stone bench held my attention
as love notes floated through the air
my heart was in a flutter
sensing she was near
Her eyes were sweet as honey
her skin had that special glow
her lips so moist they begged for me
to memorize the passion that they showed
I met her on a Tuesday
that's when the world for me would shift
the stars shot past the heavens
as our souls would forever drift
A drop of lonely floats
into a never ending kiss
lost folded notes play
out in a rewind of time
Shifting spells the chorus
foreign answers ring
-- an empty chair
rocking through my mind
Lay down your symphony
where harmony rests a head
pull back the covers slowly
let me listen to what is said
Colour wraps in soulful pace
mellow light dances free
belief waits for the butterfly
as with truth sunsets will be
love, spring, , sweet love,
I dreamed a butterfly in golden days
when buttercups lay in the fields ablaze.
It fluttered to my cheek, sweet love to bring.
My heart was wont to burst and wont to sing.
In breath of morn was scent of bluebell sprays.
On blossomed blankets of the fields we’d laze,
and into one another’s eyes we’d gaze,
my love and I, as April had her fling.
I dreamed a butterfly.
Our bliss was as the spring, a fleeting phase,
and brief’s the beauty of young lovers’ craze.
As cruelly as a wasp, he left a sting -
and all the lovely plans we made took wing,
leaving mere memories of golden days.
I dreamed a butterfly.
James Marshall Goff
faith, , cute,
My blessing basket is heavy with heaven's gifts,
Tomatoes the size of my fist, eggplants so cute,
And fresh heirloom beans bursting with pride.
The sun, orange on the horizon, frames a pair of
Snowy Egrets above, wings folded in glide descent,
Angling towards their roost.
A solitary Cricket, at home in the cabbage patch,
seesaws a hypnotic greeting, then hushes
As I pass.
A Monarch Butterfly wisps past my head, enjoying
Nectar from scattered flowers. The scent of herbs,
Blossoms and love settles softly in my heart.
I know life can be hard, but this moment, just
This moment, I'm filled with such Grace from
God I only stand in humble gratitude.
love, me, me,
The image of you
floating o u t s t r e t c h e d on the pond
while bathed in moon glow
flits sometimes across my mind
like a gold-winged butterfly
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butterfly, dance, love, moon,
Yonder light of moon-kissed rays
on blessed breeze you lie
under cover of the milky way
reach out to every cusp of sky
Moon my precious moon
open your wings
open your gilded wings
now and evermore
Shine your sultry soul
here into mine
into the loneliness of dusk
near thee enter upon me
endless glows of your
Fly high moon my precious moon
over my wayward path
reigning me home
Mysterious lady let this butterfly dance
effortlessly in the glint of your romance
butterfly, funny love,
Butterflies have the quietest wings
Defying the weight of their flutterings
Your red face has shown
What you did not want known
Your fight to keep them from escaping
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Rainbows are smiles when the rain tumbles down
My heart is showering as all my sorrows do drown
Every dew drop glistening, delivered from heaven.
Rainbows are smiles when clouds are deaden
When nature shines, our goodness grows
Trusting in the soil to nurture us so
With a sky filled with colors that make us glow
Rainbows are the goodness that makes love flow
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Leaves are beauty of the Master’s touch
…beds of leaves for homes of squirrels and such
Bunched by opossum in the hollow of an old oak log
…arranged in a thicket by a caring mother hog
They wave to a lonesome soul in the summer breeze
…nature’s devise of cozy blanket in winter’s freeze
And you ask me if I love leaves and trees
…provides great shades for summer’s picnics, ”Leaves”
Leaves have butterfly flight, floating gracefully about
…catching sun’s rays bobbing multi colored with clout
Golden, russet and burnt orange of autumn equinox
…Beautiful LEAVES!, Thank God for nature’s clocks.
In Honor of Carol Brown
appreciation, butterfly, cat, friendship, love, poetess, poetry,
a fine but sad poet
her poems run deep
into love paradisial
or fraught with thorns
love, me, mother, time,
Hey there Lillian
You with your auburn hair
The wonder of my life
You taught me some things
On how to conduct myself
I looked to you in tough times
Called out to you to save me
More than a time or two
We had that connection
"Yes", I'm sure of it
More than a time or two
I made you laugh with joy
I'm sure I made you cry as well
It wasn't because I was trying to
Not because I didn't love you
I've always loved you
I love you still
You were my golden butterfly
Lillian - my mother
1/ 21/ 2012
Jerry T Curtis
appreciation, beauty, blessing, creation, meaningful, nature, uplifting,
In Deutschland they're called Schmetterling
Mariposa down in Spain,
And although they're called, by different names
They're really quiet the same
Borboleta sounds like fun to say
and Farfalla twist my tongue
But when they're seen in France
They're simply Papillon
But in the Scottish hills
Where they migrate with desire
They call them Dalán-dé
When trans-lated mean "Gods Fire"
No matter what you call them
When their beauty meets my eye
I have to take a moment
To enjoy the Butterfly
caregiving, happiness, hope, life, love, nature, passion, uplifting
Delicate butterfly orchids
stand paper thin and tall
Perfect pout pink lip-gloss kisses
with proud protruding power jewel centre
sign of life and hope
renewed strength and passion
Powerfully poised petals
gently nod affectionate ‘I love you’s’
long since they were given as gift
bringing forth renewed romantic setting
an idealistic reminder every day
depression, devotion, girlfriend-boyfriend, life, loss, lost love, passion, people, sad
Broken Butterfly Wings
Empty playground swings
tear filled, wide-eyed
a choking stolen
silence fills my being
as my love walks away
I see everything wrong
with the world
girlfriend-boyfriend, happiness, love, passion, romance
As I emerge from the dark, your light engulfs me.
Love ignited with a spark, and I trembled in ecstasy.
Just a soft caress, from the tenderness of your touch.
I adore you with all I possess, which may be too much!
Your moist butterfly kiss, makes my very knees buckle.
I'm in a state of bliss, for your tongue's sweet as honeysuckle!
The smell of your honey pot, awakes every one of my senses.
You've hit the exact spot, for you've removed my emotional defenses!
Your love blankets me, sending me spiraling above.
My heart recites your poetry, and I'm comforted by your love!
To see a butterfly.
to view a morning sky.
Have the love of a gentle woman,
before I die.
The Auld Yin.
beauty, butterfly, for her, love,
spread your wings
Thighs of color
pose your love
consumed by fire
Since my house
has burned down
I can see
the moon more clearly
I gaze upon
falling upon me
I run blindly
as you mount
in my garden
As I hold you
in my arms
let me feel
upon my hand...
Alone in the hallway where time stands still
She serves out her sentence against free will
Brilliance shimmers under torn papal masks
Submitting to servitude and mundane tasks
She listens as the trapped butterfly pleas
Wishing to break out, waiting to be free
Pining to spread it's painted wings and fly
To float on light breezes 'cross bluish skies
To be the butterfly bouncing about
through beamish fields of daisies she sings out
Flittering and fluttering she is in love
Soaking up the rays from the sun up above
Break free from the mask, let your bright beauty shine
Stamp out life's fears, leave all your demons behind
beautiful, butterfly, emotions, love, moon, romance,
As the moon smiles
beams pearly white
silver shadows dancing
in the souls warm sweeping energy
Sweetly brushing butterfly wings
floating inside flying to the sound
Echoes floating in each flutter
touching a warm dainty voice sings
I am to the mantra off your life
graced each step
one like a swan in flight
always flying forward
Never stepping back
finding everything in peace
inside out shines beautiful
dancing the night away
butterfly, dance, life, love,
I had received lots of love in years past
I have felt all joys and pitfalls of it
No pain seems to enter my simple life
Love entertains me, that wonderful hit
I know my life floats above tender hearts
That which brings love, but sometimes avoids me
I move quickly this way and that in air
I have “dance of the butterflies” simply
My life moves in all respects here and there
Highs and lows of dance are of gratitude
Love escapes my lips to my gracious love
My eyes have passion that brings attitude
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